Part I When I was in elementary school, none of my teachers were perceptive enough to realize that I could not see. They thought I was just inattentive. It was true that I often enclosed myself in the bubble of my own dreams, but being nearsighted made the bubble physical. The close things inside it […]
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January 17, 2013 Things fall apart. That is a line of a poem by Yeats that keeps going through my head. Yeats was describing the social unrest in postwar Europe during the early twentieth century. In the poem he compares the widespread insanity to impending Biblical Apocalypse. So why is this poem going through my
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Since early childhood, I wanted to be a writer. I wrote exuberant stories about vampires, hidden treasure, and animals. Over the years, teachers, friends, and relatives read my stories, smiled, and encouraged me. They told me I wrote well, and so I should write more. By adolescence, writing was not just something I wanted to
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Note: I am going to start adding informal journal entries like this one, but I will continue to write articles too. This will give me a way to talk to you rather than at you, and it will give me greater flexibility. January 1, 2013 2012 has just slipped away into the slagheap of history,
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